Chapter 319 The Incarnation of the God of War Kuku

However, the seemingly loose and baggy skirt hung firmly on her body no matter how violently she moved.

This disappointed Zhao Chuanxin.

Female hula dance can still reveal the femininity of women. The dance god Kara's movements in tribute to her sister Perla are full of natural tension.

But when those Kanaka men came on the scene, the picture changed.

These men have muscular bodies, not the kind of pure angular bodybuilding, but the kind of muscular body that is covered with thick fat but does not look fat and clumsy.

According to the Chinese saying, it is five big and three thick, with big arms and round waist.

Sometimes they bend down, sometimes stand up, twisting their waists and abdomen, and moving their hands and feet, full of powerful rhythm and unusually masculine!

Combined with the tattoos on their backs, arms, legs, and even on their fingers, toes and faces, it makes people feel like they will pick up the spears on the ground and go into battle at any time.

Li Shutong was horrified: "Password, why do I feel like they are going to jump up and beat me at any time?"

Liu Yuanshan also whispered: "Look at them staring and sticking out their tongues, it's so scary."

Zhao Chuanxin was moved after hearing this.

Who is the most capable race in the Pacific?

That must be Samoan.

They have strong bones, tall bodies, and outstanding strength.

It is more difficult to subdivide the Samoan race, but the Kanaka people are also a type of Samoan people.

In later generations, due to overnutrition, they were basically wide and fat. Even now, they are inseparable from the "refrigerator" figure, but they are more well-proportioned than later generations.

The American military recruits most like to patronize the Samoan ethnic group.

Each of these people are born warriors.

Of course, the mind is a different matter.

But after thinking about it, he gave up those thoughts, feeling that it was a bit unrealistic.

After all, he lives and works here in peace and contentment and has a good life, so why would he follow him around to fight?

He explained to the two of them: "The Kanaka people are very strong, stronger than Asians, Europeans, and blacks. Some even say they are the strongest nation on earth. As for why they are so strong, I don't know. Especially since they combine fighting with religion, when fighting, their fighting will is no worse than that of the little devils."

Fighters with faith are the most terrifying.

During World War II, Samoans also participated in the battlefields in Europe and Africa.

Although Erwin Rommel of Germany was his opponent, he lamented that if he was given a Maori army, he could conquer the world.

Of course, there are some differences between the Kanaka and Maori people in Hawaii.

At this time, the Kanaka men on the field were jumping and shouting: "Hula... Kaaaah... Hula... Kaaaaaa..."

His eyes are like copper bells, his tongue is like a beast, and he looks exactly like the four Vajras in the temple. Combined with the powerful war dance, Li Shutong and others felt their scalps go numb.

The high priest also began to sing in a low voice without knowing the meaning.

Boy, this is a full three-dimensional show, full of sound and color.

"This is our Hula Ka'i war dance, which communicates with Kuku, the god of war, who gives us spiritual and physical strength," Kisch said.

Zhao Chuanxin also saw some clues.

This kind of war dance can really train flexibility and coordination, making their strong bodies soft.

It's big and flexible enough, so I asked if it's scary?

After the war dance, Zhao Chuanxin took the lead in applauding.

It's really wonderful.

The high priest nodded towards Zhao Chuanxin with a proud expression on his face.

Next up is the Hakoko show.

This is a spear-throwing skill.

Their spears were made of wood and sharpened bone and came in various lengths. There are some for long-distance throwing, and some for close combat.

Not only do you have to practice the accuracy of throwing, you even have to practice catching spears, which is a bit scary.

Anyway, Zhao Chuanxin would not dare to take it.

The high priest said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Friends from far away, you should demonstrate your bravery for the soldiers."

With that said, he handed a short throwing spear to Zhao Chuanxin's hand.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to accept it, because in this aspect, he felt he couldn't compare with others.

Isn’t it nice to show off in the field you are good at?

But seeing all the Kanaka people looking at him, he could only take the short spear and said, "A few more."

The first one, he knew without thinking, would definitely not be effective.

Miao Cuihua didn't care about anything else, she was just worried about Zhao Chuanxin's health: "Last time, I lost a pig and slipped. Either forget it, or you will suffer for a long time."

Zhao Chuanxin's old face turned red: "Look what you said, it was an accident. A pig weighs more than 100 pounds, can it be compared with a spear?"

The last time I stepped aside, I was almost beaten by Miao Cuihua...

He took out his devil crystal glasses and put them on, picked up a short spear, imitated the posture of the Kanaka people, took a running approach, and threw it.

The short spear flew out, getting further and further away from everyone's sight!

Zhao Chuanxin didn't have any hope in his accuracy, but as the saying goes that great power can produce miracles, he should use his strength to intimidate them.

However, after all, he didn't master the skills, so he couldn't lose as far as the Kanaka people, and his accuracy was even worse.

The crowd booed.

Zhao Chuanxin pressed his hands without blushing: "Low-key, everyone is low-key."

"..."

Li Shutong smiled bitterly: "You are really thick-skinned when passing on salary."

Ning An was dissatisfied: "Sir is still very strong."

Li Shutong was speechless: "Do you know whether he is strong or not?"

In fact, Li Shutong's personality became much more cheerful while he was following Zhao Chuanxin.

Ning An: "I..."

With the first calibration and experience, Zhao Chuanxin was closer to the center line and threw farther when he threw for the second time.

Huh?

Zhao Chuanxin found some tricks.

Ignoring the comments of others, he picked up the third stick and threw it.

The fourth root,

The fifth root,

The sixth root...

Constantly calibrated by devil's crystal glasses,

Zhao Chuanxin's throws became more and more accurate and farther and farther.

When the short spear at his feet was empty, Zhao Chuanxin looked up and saw everyone staring at him blankly.

You know, Zhao Chuanxin threw almost seventeen or eight short spears.

This thing is also quite energy-consuming. The first two or three times can be considered as a warm-up. After throwing seven or eight times, you will gradually become exhausted, your arms will become numb, and your throwing distance and accuracy will also decrease.

But the next seventeen or eight strokes are farther each time and more accurate each time. This is something ordinary people cannot do.

The high priest said excitedly: "My friend from afar, you are definitely the incarnation of the God of War Kuku! Your numbness is incredibly powerful! It can be seen that you have never been in contact with Ko'a, but you can master the skills in the shortest time. , it’s really amazing.”

Before Zhao Chuanxin could show his modesty, Jixi suggested, "Sir, why don't you try catching a spear?"

Zhao Chuanxin was startled and glared at Ji Xi fiercely.

What a bad idea!

Even if he were beaten to death, he wouldn't try to catch the spear. What if he was stabbed to the core?

Jixi was stared at at a loss.

He didn't understand what he said wrong.

In the view of the Kanaka people, since force is worth tyranny, it should be shown, so as to communicate with the gods.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "That's it. I'm just a layman and can't compare to you."

A group of men from Kanaka looked at each other: "..."

Do you call this a layman?

The high priest sighed: "Although we Kanaka people are protected by the gods, the white people's weapons are too powerful. Our Ko'a is no match for them."

Ko'a is the collective name for their spear weapons.

In the last century, the Kanaka people living in Hawaii often fought with white Europeans.

Their flying spears also caused great suffering to the white people.

This thing is definitely not as good as a hot weapon, but being stabbed is also very cold, and it is inevitable to blow out the lamp and pull out the wax.

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes: "Everyone can practice hot weapons, but you have been practicing spears since you were young. If you want, it's just guns and cannons, I can provide you with some for practice."

As he spoke, a Lee-Enfield box rifle was added to his hand.

The high priest's eyes lit up, and the surrounding Kanaka people also joined in.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the coconut tree not far away, pulled the bolt of the gun, and pulled the trigger.

Bang, the coconut falls.

Bang, keep falling.

Bang, fall again.

A group of Kanaka people watched with eyes wide open.

After emptying the bullet, Zhao Chuanxin put the gun on his shoulder: "How?"

The high priest nodded: "Powerful, you are a born warrior!"

Mishan saw coconuts falling and some were broken, so he ran over and licked them.

cooked rice:"……"

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the Kanaka people were interested in guns, so he took out a dozen rifles and some ammunition from the secret realm: "I give them to you, my friends."

Li Shutong narrowed his eyes. He knew that Captain Zhao had never engaged in loss-making business and was willing to give away these guns for free. He must have had some intentions.

The high priest was moved and stepped forward to hold Zhao Chuanxin's hand: "Distant friend, you are the true friend of our Kanaka people. You are the incarnation of the God of War, and we Kanaka people are willing to unite with your spirit. Please allow I will send someone to leave the Kakau mark on you."

After Jixi translated, Zhao Chuanxin frowned: "What is the Kakau mark?"

Don't be fooled.

Kirsch said: "It is a mark that unites us closely. It is a mark blessed by the gods of Ken and Lono."

It's like he didn't say anything.

Zhao Chuanxin thought, it must be a trick like dotting holy water on the forehead.

It doesn't matter if this kind of thing comes at no cost.

Mainly because he had some small calculations in his mind, maybe he would have contact with these Kanaka people in the future.

Just said: "Yes, yes, but I don't have much time, because we have to get back to the ship."

The high priest nodded: "It doesn't matter, I will arrange it."

Then, he turned his head and said something loudly to the Kanaka people.

The crowd suddenly became excited, and men and women were eager to try. Finally, the high priest ordered a mixed-race woman with a plus-size figure.

After hearing this, the woman turned around and ran away.

Zhao Chuanxin and Li Shuping looked at each other in confusion.

When asked about Kihi, Kihi said: "Her name is Mahina. She is not only the best dancer favored by the Kara Dance God in the tribe, but also the best Kahuna Ta Tatau."

Zhao Chuanxin was angry: "What exactly are you talking about?"

Jixi's English was not good at all, and she was scratching her head anxiously at this moment. In the end, she just said: "In short, she is clever and clever."

While talking, Mahina ran over with some bottles and cans.

Zhao Chuanxin saw her plump body trembling wildly as she ran, but her face did not turn red or she was out of breath. He sighed that her physique was really good.

The high priest said: "Now, my distant friend, please sit down and I will recite mele oli for you."

Zhao Chuanxin subconsciously took out his pocket watch and looked at it, but the longitude had changed and the time had not been adjusted, so it was not accurate. But looking at the sun in the sky, there should be enough time.

Anyway, I didn’t understand what the high priest was saying, so I simply sat down.

The high priest began to chant: "O great Kane, the water that gives life to the earth.

Oh, great Kanaloa, the salt water that bestows the sea.

Well, O great Ku, who rules the island of Keawe..."

However,

When Mahina took out a needle that was 8 centimeters long, polished from a turtle shell, with a wooden handle, stained with ink, and lifted up Zhao Chuanxin's clothes.

Zhao Chuanxin became anxious now: "I, Cao, wait, stop, what are you going to do..."